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Monday, April 11, 2011

life is (actually) good

For the first time in months, I feel like myself. I'm so looking forward to everything turning green, to the CSA starting again (photo: flowers from last summer from our CSA), to my neighbor's ridiculously cheap you-pick rhubarb operation reopening.

Things are looking like they're going to (s l o w l y) work out. The new job is getting arranged and seems comparatively flexible. My new boss is young, approachable, and seems really relaxed. We've got daycare set up for MiniMan. It's pretty close to our house, affordable, and will only be three days a week because my husband can stay home with him when he's not working.

I'm not exactly sure what's going to happen with the fall, but I am sure that I'll end up taking one class, that it will be at a campus closer to home, and this will take precedence over work. And, I know I'll get to sleep at night! Things are going to be okay.

About Me

I'm 26, a mother, and debating what to do next! As an undergrad at Oberlin I studied what I loved: classical singing. My fascination with the physiology behind singing and the natural intelligence of the human body fueled my growing interest in medicine. Convinced I wanted to go to medical school, I applied for post-bac pre-med programs, got in a couple times, and ended up not going a couple times! Now I'm developing medical software at the hospital where I work and taking a step back. This blog is about my work, educational and personal experiences (and disasters) in healthcare.

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Quoted

"Understanding is a kind of ecstacy."

-Carl Sagan, Broca's Brain

"The only people for me are the mad ones, the ones who are mad to live, mad to talk, mad to be saved, desirous of everything at the same time, the ones who never yawn or say a commplace thing, but burn, burn, burn, like fabulous yellow roman candles exploding like spiders across the stars..."

-Jack Kerouac, On the Road

Disclaimer

In case it isn't obvious, this blog not medical advice. All stories involving patients have been grossly altered to protect patient confidentiality. Autobiographical posts have not been altered (with the exception of names).

before I die

I want to learn to fiddle, try Bikram yoga, sing in a band, run a marathon, brew beer, get into medical school, grow romanesco, become a physician, publish something, kayak on our lake, plant an orchard, start performing classically again, drive a manual truck, learn to play the mandolin, make sturm, take a neuropharmacology class, and procure my own firewood by being badass with a chainsaw.